I don’t know where she learned it but that girl can sure suck dick. Anyway, he’s got his hands on her head, fucking her mouth while she’s unbutt...oning her shirt. She shrugs it off and she’s not wearing a bra. Roy, them tits are un-fucking real! They’re the size of cantaloupes and they stick straight out from her chest like the business end of a couple of torpedoes. I just had to touch them!’ ‘What!’ I said out loud. ‘I thought that hurt you.’ ‘It does but it was worth it.’ He said with a. I was excited at the idea andagreed. The male side of my mind working through Jessica's sexualpreference was turned on by the thought of Monica modeling underwear forme. I knew that Jessica's mind had some bi-sexual preferences, but whenI fantasized about Monica I felt slightly ashamed and turned off.Monica met me at the megaplexes in front of food specialty shops. Shewas about 5'10" with B cup breasts and six pack abs, which she showed offall the time. I would guess that she weighted. Are you done working desk now?" Well, seeing how it's midnight, it's about time, don't you think? I'm closing the library - you're the last one left." Do you always give the last person a neck rub?" Well, it's a special service from the library to our last customer of the day." He smiled, as I relaxed against his nimble fingers."Mmm, you have good fingers - strong and expert. I see you've had plenty of practice on your 'last customers.'" Jealous, aren't we?" What is there to be jealous of? All. I’m broken, Love, and I’m tired of fighting the darkness. And if you can’t join me from wherever you are… I have no choice…’ She blanked then, leached of all emotion, her words turning too soft and finally dying down. She slowly got to her feet and made her way to the bathroom. The packet of double edged razor blades lay open, three of the blades left. She had always preferred old-fashioned razors to the new sticks – said they had a certain charm. To choose this method of dying, would mean.